My talent is resurrection

Chapter 443 Heaven, Man and Demon?Kick to death!
Chen Jiu was carried back by two cleaning monsters and thrown into the cell at will.

Several teenagers looked nervously at Chen Jiu, who was covered in blood, but they didn't dare to approach him.

The little girl Bai Qi came over timidly, stretched out her finger to touch Chen Jiu's breath, and said pleasantly to the nervous teenagers behind her: "Not dead yet."

The teenagers breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't know what to do. They were a little at a loss, and could only look at Chen Jiu so worriedly.

Chen Jiu just lay down like this, with less air in and out, and he didn't bother anyone. It would be a good thing if he just died like this.

But Yaozu won't let him do what he wants.

The five dragon-locking chains continued to erode and absorb Chen Jiu's poor flesh and blood, so that he could only collapse on the ground like this, unable to lift up any strength, let alone commit suicide.

The teenagers were very worried, especially Bai Qi, who had been squatting beside Chen Jiu, trying to test Chen Jiu's breath from time to time, for fear that Chen Jiu would lose his breath if he didn't pay attention.

When the monster guarded at night came to deliver the meal, Bai Qi, who had always been timid, suddenly said timidly to the guard: "He is injured, can you give me some herbs?"

The guard gave Bai Qi a cold look.

Bai Qi was so frightened that his body trembled, he didn't dare to move, he could only lower his head, helplessly rubbing the corners of his clothes with his hands, his tone became terrified, and said in a crying voice.

"Please...please."

The guard raised his eyebrows, kicked the little girl away, and cursed: "You even dare to ask for this or that, I can't beat you to death today!"

The rest of the teenagers were terrified and retreated one after another, only Zhang Changsheng hesitated.

Fortunately, another guard seemed to have remembered something, stopped the guard, and finally just cursed a few more times before leaving.

The little girl Bai Qi stumbled to her feet, bit her lip, walked to Chen Jiu and knelt down, trying not to cry.

She didn't understand why she had to be kept in this dark prison all the time when she was only eleven.

Why is Chen Jiu almost dying, and no one is willing to help.

It wasn't until late at night that the little girl fell asleep in a daze.

"Why are you doing this?" Si She appeared outside the cell, squatting with her hands around her knees, and asked Chen Jiu, but her eyes were fixed on Bai Qi.

All Chen Jiu could do was move his eyes to look at Si She, knowing that what she was asking was why she didn't fight back when they were fighting in the ring today.

Si Snake looked at the little girl, and said: "Even if you don't eliminate that old sword cultivator today, he will not be released and free. It is estimated that he will be eliminated in the second round later, and he may even lose his life." not come down."

Chen Jiu shifted his gaze back and stopped looking at Si Snake.

Si Snake laughed, and said again: "Instead of letting that old sword cultivator go to die, you might as well eliminate him, and besides..."

Si Snake pointed at Bai Qi, then smiled and said: "If you can win the ring leader in the future, I will let a prisoner you designate go out, how about it?"

Chen Jiu's pupils froze for a moment, and he turned to stare at Si Snake.

Si Snake stood up, smiled lightly and said, "If you agree, then go beat the leader."

After saying a word, the snake figure disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and the surroundings were silent.

Chen Jiu turned his eyes back, looked at Bai Qi's thin and thin face in the dark, and exhaled.

On the seventh day, Chen Jiu was able to stand up miraculously. Although his face was still a little pale, he was fine.

At the end of the month, Chen Jiu played again, because he lost the last battle against Heaven and Man, so this time he also fought against Heaven and Man.

When approaching the ring, Si Snake asked again: "Do you need me to help you untie another chain?"

"No need." Chen Jiu replied.

When he entered the ring, his opponent was a golden-winged roc, even in human form, he still had a pair of golden wings.

Chen Jiu spread his feet and made a fist fight.

The golden-winged roc frowned, a little angry, and asked: "You look down on me so much?!"

Chen Jiu didn't answer, he stepped on one foot, his body was like a thunderbolt, and instantly shattered the ground of the ring along the way, and kicked the golden-winged roc in front of the door with a domineering posture.

The golden-winged roc is worthy of being a celestial being. It reacted extremely quickly. It waved its wings in an instant and blocked it in front of it. The wings like a king kong suffered Chen Jiu's kick, twisted in a strange arc, and then rebounded suddenly.

Chen Jiu flew away, stepped on the ground with one foot, and slashed along the gully that burst when he came, stabilizing his body a thousand meters away.

The golden-winged roc squinted its eyes, and then felt that Chen Jiu should not be underestimated. His hands were knotted, and each showed his lightning skills, all of which were extremely high-grade palm thunders.

The golden-winged rocs are best at lightning.

It had two wings and one flap, and its body seemed to shrink to an inch, and the boundary of a kilometer was only a thought away. A palm thunder hit Chen Jiu's head, and another hit his chest.

Chen Jiu's body jerked and turned around in a strange posture, appearing extremely nimble and quick, as if he had been drawn out of the long river of time for a moment, stepped on the palm of the golden-winged roc, and made an inverted hook with force, like a galaxy turning upside down, pulling the golden Chi Dapeng hit himself with the palm.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden sound in the arena.

The golden-winged roc suddenly flew backwards, hit the ground and bounced a few times before smashing into the pothole.

Chen Jiu stepped lightly on the ground with his foot, and a stone flew up. With black martial arts wrapped around his foot, he kicked towards the stone hanging in front of him.

"call out."

The stone was shot so fast that it actually pulled out a long, thin black line on the field.

Break the void!

The golden-winged roc felt that the crisis was approaching, but it was too late to dodge, so it could only protect its body with its wings.

But this power is only at one point.

The stone burst into the wings, splashing a pool of blood.

Chen Jiu stepped on the ground again, and more than ten stones flew up scatteredly.

They were all shot!

The golden-winged roc roared angrily, clasped its hands together, and the purple thunder rose, exploding a hundred meters around its body!

Zi Lei, the thunder with the most lethal power among the five thunders.

The stones kicked by Chen Jiu turned into powder.

The golden-winged roc squeezed its palms so that its entire body was covered with purple thunder, then pinched its hands together, and screamed loudly, its wings swelled as big as clouds hanging from the sky, wrapped around the purple thunder, and the thunder cloud descended from the sky.

The natal supernatural powers of the Golden Winged Roc clan, divine speed and lightning, are the most difficult to deal with.

Without changing his face, Chen Jiu let out a breath, his body arched slightly, and the broken sword of "Guangyin" hanging on his earlobe made a slight sound.

As the golden-winged roc's eyes flickered, Chen Jiu disappeared, had no breath, disappeared, but appeared in front of it so abruptly.

The golden-winged roc was terrified, it could vaguely see a pair of golden eyes from the black armor.

Bright and bright.

And Chen Jiu muttered softly.

"break."

The long river of time seems to have stagnated, and no one has reacted to this moment.

The onlookers and monks only saw Chen Jiu flashing between the bodies of the golden-winged roc.

Then the golden-winged roc froze, and the cloud that hung from the sky's wings collapsed.

It wasn't until Chen Jiu turned to leave that the body of the golden-winged roc turned into powder little by little with the breeze.

The audience was silent.

(End of this chapter)